Jackson Browne Quotes

I'm gonna be a happy idiot
And struggle for the legal tender.
Where the ads take aim and lay their claim
To the heart and the soul of the spender.
And believe in whatever may lie
In those things that money can buy,
Though true love could have been a contender.

I'm going to find myself a girl
Who can show me what laughter means.
And we'll fill in the missing colors
In each other's paint-by-number dreams.

Out into the cool of the evening,
Strolls the Pretender.
He knows that all his hopes and dreams
Begin and end there

I want to know what became of the changes
We waited for love to bring.
Were they only the fitful dreams
Of some greater awakening?
I've been aware of the time going by;
They say in the end it's the wink of an eye.

Let the music keep our spirits high
And let the buildings keep our children dry Let creation reveal its secrets by and by.

And their feathers once so fine grew torn and tattered
And in the end they traded their tired wings
For the resignation that living brings.

I got a thing or two to say
Before I walk on by.
I'm feeling good today.
But if die a little farther along,
I'm trusting everyone to carry on.

Into a dancer you have grown
From a seed somebody else has thrown.
Go on ahead and throw some seeds of your own.
And somewhere between the time you arrive
And the time you go,
May lie a reason you were alive
That you'll never know.

Keep a fire for the human race;
Let your prayers go drifting into space.
You never know what will be coming down,
Perhaps a better world is drawing near.
Just as easily it could all disappear

Maybe people only ask you how you're doing
'Cos that's easier than letting on how little they could care.

When you see through love's illusions, there lies the danger.
And your perfect lover just looks like a perfect fool.
So you go running off in search of a perfect stranger,
While the loneliness seems to spring from your life
Like a fountain from a pool.

What I was seeing wasn't what was happening at all.

Looking through some photographs I found inside a drawer,
I was taken by a photograph of you.
There were one or two I know
That you would have liked a little more,
But they didn't show your spirit quite as true.
You were turning round to see who was behind you
And I took your childish laughter by surprise,
And at the moment that my camera happened to find you
There was just a trace of sorrow in your eyes.

You never knew what I loved in you,
I don't know what you loved in me.
Maybe the picture of somebody you were hoping I might be.

Everybody's just waiting to hear from the one
Who can give them the answers
And lead them back to that place in the warmth of the sun
Where sweet childhood still dances Who'll come along And hold out that strong But gentle fathers hand?